gandrol
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Do you ever think how strange we are? Most men would hate their wives to even go out with another man, let alone fuck him. Do you ever read Dear Abby, and how guys or women get worked up at the slightest hint that their spouses should be "unfaithful" or "cheat" on them?
I knew that my wife had a slutty side to her when we got married. We worked at the same place, and she had quite a reputation, in fact I'd been at a party where she'd been in action. So when we got married we'd agreed to have an open marriage, and if one of us wanted to go out that was OK.
We'd been married about six months, and were sitting around on a Saturday morning reading the newspaper when there was a phone call for Jane from a man, and I heard this sort of one sided conversation:
"Oh hi.............Yes I got married.............No not yet............Yes I remember , it was fun...............Well I don't know, I haven't been asked yet............I'll ask him."
To me. "Do you mind if I go out with someone tonight?"
Out? Go out with someone? A movie maybe? I didn't know what to say.
"Go out, with a man?" I asked.
"Yes, he asked me out to dinner."
"Just dinner?"
"Dinner, and then we'll probably go back to his place."
His place. I knew what that meant. FUCKING!
"Let's talk about it." I said.
So she hung up and we talked. Yes I remembered our agreement, but it hadn't come up before. She explained again that she'd always had a lot of men friends, and that I knew that. OK, she could go out, but not all night, be home by midnight. She agreed and went back on the phone and agreed to go out. He'd pick her up at 6:30 to 7:00.
Later that afternoon as she got ready I watched as she dressed in her best stuff, nicest underwear, stockings, not pantyhose, those heels that made her legs look so sexy, the short skirt that barely reached over the stocking tops, everything I loved her to wear.
As she started out the door I kissed her "Don't mess up my make-up!" and slid my hand up her skirt. NO PANTIES!
"Why do I need any, I'm going to take them off pretty soon, and they might get lost."
Then she was gone, and I was alone with my thoughts. And what was their to think about? Soon they'd be meeting, then going to a restaurant, and as they ate and drank wine his hand would slip under the table to her knee. Then slide up over her thigh, then...........
I had to stop tormenting myself, besides, I was getting a hard on, and didn't want to jack off and ruin everything. I watched TV for a while, tried to read. Good, only an hour until she'd be home.
At 11:30 then phone rang, wonderful, she was on her way home.
"Sorry, honey, I can't make it by midnight, I'll be a little late, don't wait up."
I was angry now. "You'd better be home by one or you might find yourself locked out!" I snarled, and slammed the receiver down.
I'd give her 'til one oclock, then fix the door so she couldn't get in. I'd shove a chair under the doorknob so that it wouldn't open, I'd seen it done in the movies. Then I lay down and promptly fell arelax.
There was a key in the door! What time was it? Nearly two, too late to fix the door. The fucking bitch, I'd show her, I'd slap her around a little.
I jumped out of bed and met her in the hall.
"Where the fuck have you been?" As I grabbed her arm.
"You know where I've been, but I'm really sorry it's so late."
I threw her purse on the floor,and pulled her coat off, the lugged he back into the bedroom. I raised my hand to give her a good hard slap across her beautiful face.
"You hit me and I'm gone." She said. "I'll leave you and you'll never see me again."
I lowered my hand. then gave her a shove back on to the bed.
"You just had to do it one more time, didn't you?" I was dizzy in my rage.
"How many times did you fuck, eh, answer me."
"Three. Look I'm sorry, but when I went to come home and he took me in his arms to say goodnight, and starting touching me again..........."
"You fuckin' slut, you whore. Why don't you go out and sell your pussy, you like to fuck so much." I was really getting into it.
"Well maybe I will. But if I'm a slut and a whore, you knew it before you married me."
I gave her a push back on to the bed and powerd her legs open, and her cunt opened up, still red, and with cum dripping down on to her asshole. I couldn't help myself, I fell on my knees and started licking, licking. The taste was delicious, cum and her natural juices, and the smell was wonderful, The smell where a man's cock had just been, mixed with the smell of sweat from all the pounding it had just taken. Licking licking, and my cock was rock hard as I got up off my knees to shove into that gaping red hole. But first:
"Did you suck his cock?" "of course."
"Did he suck on your tits, did he lick your cunt?" "Men always do."
"Do you want to see him again?" "Yes I'd like to."
"Do you like the way he fucks you?" "Yes, I always have."
I still have that picture in my mind, the first time she'd fucked another man, and she lay there, still mostly dressed, legs apart, skirt pulled up waiting for my cock, as she would wait for many, many cocks in the years to come. Then I was on top of her and my cock slid into her well lubricated, cum filled cunt.
Well, I have to say the excitement was so great I didn't last long, and soon added another load to the three already inside her. We fell arelax like that, but Jane soon shove me off and after she finished undressing we held each other tightly as we slept.
Well that's how it started, and since then she has had many men, and I've learned to enjoy her more and more, and when she comes home after a couple of hours, or in the morning and even sometimes after a weekend, I've been ready to eat and fuck her.
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